Fifa World Cup Poem = The Real Ball Is The Players On The Field Poem by john tiong chunghoo

the real balls are the physiques
which are filled full with the air of desire
ever ready to spring to action
to show their invincibilities
for a patriotic goal

they can gravitate in a million ways
grab, pounce, shove, slip, slide, glide,
sommersault, slither, twist and turn
and even with legs up when it comes to
giving that grabber at the pitch
a slip of his responsibility

the real field are the million things
the ball can get the mind to conjure,
a green plain of fascinations, and
inspirations, longings charged up
by the million of fans that send
hearts aflutter with wild ecstasies
when every nerve a burning passion
ball rolling, dashing, swirling to a goal